At this time, not only the eldest brother of the Blood Sect turned his eyes to the dried corpse lying on the ground.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on it.

Not to mention that it was the corpse of a Dou Zun, even if the bones and tendons were taken apart, they could be used to refine powerful weapons.

The blood-red robe he was wearing could completely block their fighting skills detection, and it was definitely a treasure.

Moreover, there were no treasures hidden in this temple, so they must be on the corpse, in the blood-stained robe of the mummy.

How could they possibly let go?

However, although Xiong Ba and the other nine people were very tempted, they did not take any action.

After all, they are in this evil sect, and their understanding of this place is far less than that of these blood sect disciples.

If you are in a hurry to do something, you will easily fall into the evil scheme of this evil sect disciple.

Moreover, none of them dared to confirm whether the mummy was completely dead or not.

After all, the means of a Dou Zun strongman are vast and boundless, and no one can measure them.

Therefore, everyone kept their troops in place.

I want to wait for others to take action, and then I can catch up first.

The people from the Blood Sect knew very well that their master was really dead.

Otherwise, given Master’s temper, he would have captured them and eaten them alive if they had intruded.

As the saying goes, the brave will die of overeating and the timid will die of starvation. If you shrink back and don't take action now, you may not even get a share of the soup.

Therefore, several people from the Blood Clan rushed towards the corpse of Blood Lord almost at the same time.

However, among them, the eldest senior brother of Ruxue Sect, after looking at the corpse that his master had turned over, had a flickering look in his eyes, but he was still a little slow and did not rush to the front.

The one rushing in the front was the sixth disciple of the Blood Sect with a pockmarked face, a crooked nose and a slanted mouth.

At this moment, he opened his mouth and laughed wildly, with a look of resentment on his face, and ran straight towards the corpse of Blood Lord.

With a "bang", the Blood Lord's body was kicked against the wall of the temple like a football.

The dried corpse, still maintaining the stiff sitting posture, hit the wall and bounced down.

The pockmarked disciple laughed wildly, rushed forward, picked up his master's body, and pulled him in front of him by the collar.

With a sound of "tui~", a large mouthful of thick phlegm came out of his crooked mouth and landed on the face of the mummy.

Then he used his hands to smear the mummy's face, spreading the thick yellow and bloody phlegm evenly.

Then, there was another round of "crackling~!" slaps, and the acne-covered hands, with strong winds, slapped the mummy's face.

This series of actions made the people behind a little confused.

Only the pockmarked Old Six was laughing wildly, with an expression of extreme satisfaction on his face.

At this moment, he slapped the mummy's face, making a "crackling" sound. Thinking of the oppression that Blood Lord had inflicted on him in the past, he felt relaxed and proud.

After joining the sect, many disciples were brought to this secret room by Blood Zun.

That includes him.

When the master called him by name, he was so frightened that he trembled with fear and kept begging for mercy.

But that’s what the master did at the time. He picked him up and gave him a slap in the face in front of all the disciples of the sect.

This left him with a psychological trauma, and even now, he still can't hold his head up in front of his fellow apprentices.

Although he managed to get out of the secret room alive, his hatred for Blood Lord had already reached its peak.

If he was not weak enough, he would definitely let Blood Lord taste the pain of being eaten alive!

Moreover, Xue Zun and he have the same hobby.

It is a very beautiful woman.

Moreover, he is extremely domineering.

Once he touches a woman, she will be considered forbidden. Even if he doesn't touch her, he won't let others touch her!

Almost everyone in the Blood Clan, from mortals to the Ninth Junior Sister, has been favored by the Blood Lord.

In this way, his choices are very few.

What's more, Xue Zun was born with a good appearance and good skills.

All the women who had sex with the master would never forget him, flirting with him all the time, begging for his favor again. So much so that even if the master had been in seclusion for hundreds of years and something strange had happened in the sect's headquarters, he would still dare to secretly attack the women in the sect.

But those women still despised him immensely.

I would rather die than have sex with him.

Including the ninth sister, they looked at him like trash and never had a good face towards him.

It can be said that among the remaining nine brothers and sisters, he is the one who hates Blood Lord the most.

Now, seeing that Xue Zun was dead, he did such an act to insult his teacher.

Everyone looked a little confused, but did not try to stop it.

The other party was under their surveillance, and any unusual movement, no matter what was taken out from the corpse, would not escape their eyes.

At this moment, the other party was indeed just venting, and they let him do whatever he wanted.

Only the ninth sister, seeing Ma Lian insulting the man who once belonged to her, showed anger on her face and cursed out loud.

But it only caused the pockmarked man to laugh even more wildly, and his hands seemed to have fans, which he kept fanning at the corpse.

Everyone stood still.

Only Lu Yuan had a strange look on his face.

Looking at the corpse being grabbed and slapped by the horse-faced man, I couldn't help but silently recite in my heart:

"Get up, get up!! Kill him!! Kill him!!"

I was silently cheering for the mummy, hoping that it would come back to life and bite the other person to death.

If it weren’t for him, Lu Yuan would really hope that this thing would come alive.

After all, he is a Dou Zun strong man. If he can really move, he, Lu Yuan, will be in danger.

But he just remembered the American horror movies he watched in his previous life.

In those horror movies, there are always a few idiots who do something suicidal.

Those scary zombies and the like will never disappoint the audience at any time, and they can bite off the neck of a fool who is seeking death in one bite.

Therefore, Lu Yuan's thoughts couldn't help but wander at this moment.

However, reality is not a TV series after all.

The fellow with the pockmarked face and crooked mouth, for a period of more than ten breaths, slapped the mummy with his hands as if he had a seizure, giving it hundreds of slaps.

There was no reaction from the mummy.

Just when I was thinking whether I should go up and touch the corpse first.

But he found that the corpse's eyes suddenly opened.

Staring at the disciple with pockmarked face.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan was not disappointed.

His hands rose up like lightning.

He broke it around the neck of the pockmarked disciple who was still fanning himself.

With a "crack", the pockmarked disciple's neck was bent to 90 degrees.

He opened his dry mouth and bit the pockmarked disciple on the neck.

The mummy's teeth are not sharp.

But he bit the pockmarked disciple's neck easily, just like biting off skin.

The teeth were deeply embedded in Ma Lian's neck.

Biting off its tendons and blood vessels.

Scarlet blood gushed out with a foul odor.

But before the blood spurted out far, it seemed as if guided and all swirled around and flowed into the teeth of the mummy.

The mummy's mouth, which was biting the pockmarked-faced disciple's neck, kept opening and closing, sucking all the blood oozing out of the pockmarked-faced disciple's neck into its mouth without wasting a single drop.

(End of this chapter)